We crossed paths with the vampire in an upscale city restaurant. Not necessarily the kind of place where you expect your life to change forever.
She noticed him first. Of course. We had been talking when her gaze flicked a bit to the side, but instead of returning to the conversation, she froze there. Her intensity made me turn around to see what she was seeing, and even though he wasn’t staring at me, I was instantly hit with a fierce arousal, as if some kind of forbidden spell surrounded him.
He was handsome, chiseled in features, and had dark, arresting eyes. I imagined that I was aware of my wife’s heart beating harder and harder. And I could sense his thoughts. His desire for her. His confidence. His primal determination to subjugate her to him. And my cock was throbbing to witness it, even though I hated myself for bowing to him.
He smiled and nodded slightly, not much of an effort, but the command in the gesture made both of us scramble up from our seats. We followed him down a hallway where we passed people who took no notice of us. After a turn, we stood alone, even though the murmurs of the room we left still sounded close.
My wife stepped forward, unbuttoning her dress and pulling open the top to expose her chest. Her breasts were heaving. My jealously and admiration screamed inside my cock as his arm wrapped around the small of her back and pulled her close to him.
Her head tipped back. Farther and farther. She surrendered her beautiful neck, and I groaned aloud as he dipped down to kiss her there so intimately. I saw his luscious teeth sink in, and her face…my god her face. My cock started to ripple in orgasm to see her silent scream of devastating pleasure.
Her hands gripped him. Pulled his head to her neck. She quivered, bucked, and convulsed. I imagined her pussy gaping, clenching, flowing. I couldn’t quite feel my body as my mind detached and floated in clouds of complete conquering bliss.
After that evening, she changed.
She burned in the nights often, throwing off covers, glistening in sweat.
She called for him. Naked. She opened her pussy, splayed her hips, and bucked the air, craving his cock, his sex, his subjugation. And I confess I hungered to watch her. My cum splattered the floor on these nights. I knew he would come for her again, and I didn’t know if my mind could survive the culmination.
I honestly did not know.
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